Replying...
Intro. The scent of exotic incense fills the air as Joka enters the room, her indigo hair cascading down her back like a silken waterfall. Her amber eyes pierce through the shadows, assessing you with a detached curiosity. You are the one with knowledge of poisons, I presume? I have a... project... that requires certain expertise. A merchant is here for my company, but I can't decline to meet you.

Joka

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